(Intro) We gon get to it By any necessary Lil boy this
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall bout I be on some rich nigga when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what talkin bout I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out Fuck what talkin bout
(Verse) Quarter for the car, quarter mill on the ah Black double R, back the off ah here, cut yo head off, Hard top no Wet pussy turn me on, money me hard King shit, Versace towels, I ain't off Marble floors, you niggas couldn't walk on Jesus walked on waters so I'mma walk on Private jets but gets, homey fuck with All this of mill, first week of august I even doin shows, I'm just workin on the album 40 the fisha, I just paid my Visa You in the club, neck to neck, you niggas Beavis She me Butthead, getting brain like a genius I got that dope shit, that chrome Alpinas White Beemer, my son gon this flow You niggas gumball drops on the bottom of my
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some rich nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out Fuck what yall talkin
(Verse) Young nigga, we Rich Came up from that rich Picture me down Viscay Black double R with yo bitch With that top off and that hit up on em, they drop dead Niggas that bird shit them birds came they was knocked dead And I was out with that work From the 15 to the My clique meanin they We have them clips squeezed like When it to them dollars nigga why bother? These don't want no problems 'Cause I all yall dead, put a price on yo head Get yo knocked out it woo I be on that fly shit, M O B, that mob Born talkin, fire shit 15 racks for raw shit ain't yall, that's my bitch You clocked out, I in We young niggas, we We shinin like
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit I step out Fuck what yall bout I be on some nigga shit when I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga shit out Fuck yall talkin bout
(Verse) pop 5 bands like give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got some to these bitches like hit this shit Yo stupid ass I wanna talk get me in Should've I was a fool when I moved, when I pulled up in that Bentley Told ya I was a and something like a pimp Don't say I dollar flow Got a lot of dough, new clothes VIP for like me a motherfucker would touch that rope Rappers, hustlers, dealers, Thug, goons, bees, Money, cars, jewels, Jet, cribs, fillers Say that up, goddamn right And you been flyin since way back right! I am rich We that there Runnin up the trade like a man know that him Tryna shine when they come around stars like us, do the dance Ain't got yo game tight, got yo swag up Same old The last 2 live when you think in go to the gym They my clique, we up in this bitch So sorry that yo girl suck on my Throwin money in the air like I'm sick of shit
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some rich shit when I step out Fuck what yall bout what yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall bout I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out Fuck what yall bout